"Seriously, is that why?"
Tristan might be a womaniser but surely he's responsible enough to not jeopardise his career like that, or so I thought.
He shrugs, seemingly unworried."We were having fun, and then she decided she wanted more."
I raise an eyebrow, interested in some gossip. "And then what?"
"Well, let's just say it was easier to come back and start afresh. I can't go breaking hearts all over America too, it's not fair to the female population," he says with a cocky chuckle.
Suppressing the urge to roll my eyes, I stare at him in disbelief. "Have you ever heard of the phrase mixing business and pleasure? And that it's bad?"
Those full lips quirk up in a smile. "It's all pleasure to me."
I swallow nervously at the way he is looking at me. You're seeing things. Tristan is a r
